Slander Fruits of Karma
Grief Old Man Novia

Part 45's

The three of them were already in Novia's room, Bu Ratih approached the bed in his view of Novia's reddened face and touched Novia's forehead.

" Pah, her body is hot we should take her to the hospital "ma Ratih turned to her husband.

" Whichever is best according to mom, just give it a try."

Novia who sleeps on her back, lamenting she heard the conversation of her parents. Slowly she turned to face her mother.

" Mah, I just have a fever later will also be cured if I take medicine, if I am treated in the hospital my children how do you know Adiba himself can not be far from me."

In a weak voice Novia tries to convince her mother that she is fine.

" Mom worried to see how you are, if you let it get worse."

" Believe me, I'm just tired and need a break."

" All right, mama make you some porridge."

Novia nodded and closed her eyes again, Ratih then tidied up Novia's blanket and glanced at her grandson Adiba who was still asleep.

Meanwhile Camillah who was standing next to Pak Wahyu looked up.

" Tata, Mama want to sleep in the hospital ?"

Pak Wahyu smiled and shook his head and grabbed Camillah's body and carried her.

Seeing that scene, Ratih felt moved, she tried to hold back her tears somehow everything related to the Novia children always made her sad and worried.

" Come pah, let's get out let Novia rest first."

They went out of the room and did their respective duties, Ratih went straight to the kitchen while Wahyu accompanied Camillah to watch TV.

Another case with Irwan, this morning he had arrived at the campus cafeteria where he and his friends used to gather.

Irwan parked his car and got off and walked over to his friend.

" Well steady boss, where did yesterday not appear here ?" greet one of his friends.

" It's a rite to hunt the rupiah." Replies

" Hunting rupiah or hunting ayang ?" knock the other one.

" Your wife came here looking for you yesterday."

Irwan who was drinking immediately spouted water from inside his mouth in shock to hear it, it was truly unexpected.

" And again, he met Sukma who also came looking for you." Follow his friend again.

Irwan immediately panicked "Eh you don't joke yeah this isn't funny."

" Who's kidding ? Ask the others." The man pointed at some people who also saw the meeting of Novia and Sukma.

Unfortunately, they nodded and their answer was the same.

Irwan immediately sat down.

" Well, this is a danger Novia must be mad that my life is in big trouble right now." Mumbled.

" You heard their talk ? How do you know she's my wife ?" trying to deny the truth Irwan kept asking his friend.

" From his friend's confessions, your wife is here with her friend. Uh but your wife is great ! I like his style Sukma made dead fleas."

Irwan kept silent, thinking about his fate and what steps he would take.

" Wan, don't play with fire if you don't know how to put it out yourself, your wife a good woman doesn't feel fair if you hurt her."

" Just entertainment, his name is also male." Knock on a friend behind Irwan.

" Call my words Wan, lest you regret something good will not come twice." The man named Fahrul left.

Irwan again could only remain silent, Fahrul's words managed to make him feel slapped.

Irwan increasingly chaotic thinking of how to deal with his wife later, in addition he still avoids Sukma who continues to hunt him.

" Last my life, it can be made sure Novia will hate me what if my in-laws knew."

Without saying goodbye, Irwan left his friends he went to find a quiet place to reflect and hide from Sukma.

Mr. Ratih and Mr. Wahyu sat down while talking in the living room quietly for a moment when Camillah came.

" Inaa mama what's sick, why is she healing for so long ?"

Mrs Ratih and her husband looked at each other, then she grabbed Camillah's tiny body and hugged her.

" Mommy just has a fever, later also healed pray for mama ya."

Camillah raised her hand "Cure my mother, O God."

" Aamiyen." Answer to Ratih.

After saying the prayer Camillah broke free from her grandmother's embrace and ran back into the room.

" Well, what will be the fate of Novia and her children if we are no longer in this world ?" A drop of clear circle fell on the cheek of Mrs Ratih.

" Think and pray well, there is a God who will take care of our children and grandchildren leave everything to their owners."

Actually, Pak Wahyu was troubled to think about the fate of Novia, if one day he left it was not ready to leave his children and grandchildren in this state.

Mrs Ratih sobbed.

" This is the reason mom used to reject it, Novia so suffered the reward mama did not want my son treated like this."

" Had it been, all has happened need not be regretted. Papa's sure Novia's a strong and tough kid she's not as weak as you think."

" God chose him, because he was capable." Continue mr. Revelation.

The Lord of Revelation rises and stands

" Papa's coming out, maybe Novia wants to eat something like fruit or something else, mama wants to come ?"

" No, mama's here later if Novia needs anything how ?"

" Yes, accompany your son in the room, papa go first."

" Yes be careful with the reward."

Pak Wahyu walked out, madam Ratih followed her husband from behind. After her husband's car moved away, Ratih's mom went back inside the house.

Camillah was so faithful to accompany her mother in the room, at a very young age Camillah seemed to have understood her mother's condition.

" Would you eat ?"

Novia smiled faintly "No dear, mama is still full."

" Sit's right here near my mom." Novia patted the empty space beside her.

Camillah went up to the bed sitting next to her mother, her tiny hands gently stroking Novia's face.

" Cheal quickly mama, pity Dedek Diba." It's not like an adult.

" O God, this sick man is betrayed look after and protect my children."

Novia stroked Camillah's hair back, looking at her innocent face made Novia unable to hold back her tears.

" Mama why cry, what hurts ? Millah call ina."

Novia held Camillah's hand down from the bed.

" Mama's okay, mama's eyes just wink so watery."

" Millah here just accompany mama."

Camillah nodded.

Before long, the door of Novia's room opened and Ratih's bu appeared carrying a tray containing a bowl of porridge and a glass of drinking water.

Mrs Ratih put the tray on the table next to Novia's bed.

" Vi, eat pity Diba if your milk decreases." Mrs Ratih has always used Adiba as a weapon to persuade Novia to eat and will surely succeed.

" Yes, I'll eat."

" It's cold, son."

And finally Novia ate voraciously, spending her mother's porridge occasionally she also fed Camillah who sat next to her.